Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…

Asleep

The last few days have largely been me being asleep. I an extremely tried without barely the energy to get up to use the toilet. I’m not sure what’s going on and why I’m so tried but that’s been the status quo. I woke up this morning to make breakfast for the children and proceeded to climb back in bed until 2:00pm. I slept the entire day away, but I supposed if my body needed it I’m glad I slept. My ribs and chest have been hurting me today – perhaps it’s from the coughing. My stats keeps dropping despite boosters for my WBC and transfusions. I know it ebbs and flows – while 60 days feels like a long time it’s not really that long.

My sugar is still going through the roof despite the overnight medication; today we bump up the dosage a little as well. While my hemoglobin was good today. I’m still exhausted and tomorrow I have COH again. It’s going to be another long day but at least tomorrow is photo day.

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Hello, my name is Nina. I am a mother, wife, daughter and friend. I am lover of country music, & 80’s love ballad. I love me some karaoke! I identify as hot mess mom. I get it wrong, all the time. On the rare occasions I get it right? Even I’m shocked.

I am a working professional in the field of Compliance. I am mother two, daughter to immigrant parents, wife to a “redneck” – and proud of it, sister-in-law to the two most incredible human beings I have ever met and a niece that is just so cool but doesn’t know it.

I work too hard and play too little. I’ve always focus on the wrong thing and never quite sure if I’m ever enough. I grew up on the East Coast and was a latchkey kid in the 80’s and 90’s – I dodged the sketchy people on the walk home and tried not to end up on a milk carton.

I went to a very privileged Boarding School on the East Coast and college after that. (So yeah that’s exactly why this journal will be riddled with grammatical and spelling errors. On the days I feel good, I’ll type it out. On the days I don’t feel good it’ll be voice to text. I can not be held liable for the things Siri puts in as my “voice”. ) Graduated on a Friday and started Fleet Bank on a Saturday. I hustled my way through the midnight shift at DHL and hustled and hustled and hustled. I knew nothing except the hustle. (As I said, I’m a hot mess mom).

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